Flight ICI77074, Airbus Boeing 737 civil aviation aircraft.
At this moment, Woodpluck had fallen into a deep sleep. He almost fell asleep standing up, leaning against the wall in the first row, sleeping very peacefully, like a baby.
Jiang Xueming knew nothing about the special features of his soul power. According to the seat on the ticket stub, he found the dark corner of the first-class cabin and found the trembling Ms. Duran.
When facing this pitiful woman, Xueming never dared to let down her guard and was ready for a life-or-death fight at any time.
"Hey" Jiang Xueming asked tentatively: "Are you a member of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult?"
"No, no, no! Don't kill me! Don't kill me, don't kill me! Don't kill me!" Ms. Dulan has experienced so many reincarnations, her mental power has been completely exhausted, and her eyes are bloodshot, "Please, I please."
Her soul power has set off the highest alarm, and the pheromones coming out of Xueming's body are really terrifying——
——Just like a tiger marking its territory, the information revealed by the powerful essence interferes with the [timeline] all the time.
The picture in her eyes was bloody and terrifying. In just a few seconds, she had been killed by the cold and sweet-looking man in front of her using different techniques and tools. She had been killed several times!
Jiang Xueming finally saw something fishy.
Teacher Wood said - pheromones don't lie.
The lady's anxious emotions don't seem to be fake at the moment. The blood streaks coming out of the whites of her eyes have turned yellow. She needs sleep, and it's high-quality sleep. If this continues, this Latina girl may die of a sudden myocardial infarction. , just like a cultivator who has stayed up for several days and nights.
"You need to get some rest, ma'am, I won't hurt you."
Jiang Xueming raised his hand, and Du Lan squeezed into the seat.
"Don't be afraid, relax and feel at ease - I only kill criminals, I only kill bad guys."
Hearing these words - Dulan was like hearing the knell at a funeral, her eyes almost popped out of her sockets.
Jiang Xueming continued: "You haven't done anything bad, right?"
Dulan couldn't think anymore and almost answered every question: "I, I, I, I, I, I, I."
Jiang Xueming: "Have you ever done this?"
Dulan then said: "I cheated money."
Jiang Xueming grabbed the key point and asked, "Have you ever killed anyone?"
Dulan said submissively: "Does it count to use the power of the soul to induce others to die?"
Jiang Xueming: "How exactly is it done?"
Dulan pursed his lips and looked aggrieved: "During the initiation ceremony of the Little Brotherhood, there was a senior among the gray-robed monks who was our introducer. He asked me to have sex with Flavia and him, so I will Use [timeline] to kill him - frame all the money and drugs lost by the Little Brotherhood on him, use various coincidences to fabricate evidence. Let him"
Jiang Xueming: "Okay, I understand."
Dulan then said, full of expectation: "Does this count as murder? Does this count as murder?"
Jiang Xueming glanced at the boarding pass: "You need to rest, Claudia Als Duran, you don't know what you are talking about now, and I can't understand it either - talk to me again after you regain some mental strength. These things."
"You and him." Du Lan looked at Jiang Xueming, then looked straight at the isolation door of the first class cabin: "You and him are different. You and that guy are different."
Jiang Xueming: "With whom?"
"You are different from Jiang Xueming. You are completely different from Jiang Xueming from FE204863." Du Lan saw Jiang Xueming's meticulous look when he went to the dining car to get a warm kettle and delivered hot water, and the fear in his heart gradually subsided. .
Jiang Xueming: "I don't understand what you are talking about at all."
Dulan took the water glass and drank it quickly - the warm water poured into her dry throat, and she felt that she was barely alive. The dry, sore eyes and dull brain gradually improved, and the buzzing in her ears gradually improved. The chirping has also eased.
"FE33031, Jiang Xueming! You are Jiang Xueming of FE33031!" Dulan immediately grabbed Xueming's hand after drinking the hot water, "The one sleeping outside is you from another parallel universe!"
"What does parallel universe mean?" Jiang Xueming didn't understand. He had never heard such a term in his life.
To be honest, Xueming has never seen any movies and is not interested in Internet culture.
I have a high school diploma, have not studied for a few years, and don’t like meaningless social interactions.
I don’t discuss philosophy with my friends, and I don’t like to explore unrealistic things like the universe or time and space.
I only know a little bit about time travel and have never wanted to delve deeper into it.
In this day and age, people seem to live forever in every minute and every second, locked in the present by the strong gravity, making it difficult to look into the distance.
"Hey" Jiang Xueming was confused: "What does parallel universe mean?"
Ms. Du Lan suddenly became excited: "Hey! I can't explain clearly! Anyway, it's just another you! Jiang Xueming, the bad old man you saw! He is another you!"
Xueming immediately sat down and started scratching his head.
"What do you mean by another me? Is he my father?"
Duran: "No, no, no, no!"
Xueming: "Yes. My biological father should be someone else. When I saw this guy using my ID with the same name, I felt an unknown fire in my heart. Plus that face, I don't know why it made me angry for no reason. "
Dulan: "This has nothing to do with your father! Jiang Xueming, this person is you from another time and space!"
Xueming: "Another time and space? What does it mean?"
Duran almost went crazy: "Don't you have any concept of time? Don't you have any imagination about time and space?"
Xueming: "I don't understand. I'm sorry."
Dulan was angry and funny: "Don't apologize to me! Why are you so weird, little guy!"
Xueming tilted his head: "Shouldn't I apologize? If it makes you feel troubled, anxious and anxious - I think apologizing first may make you more patient and explain to me what happened. thing."
"Uh" Dulan didn't know what to say. The young man in front of him was serious and persistent, just like a child who was modestly studying. He let himself grab his arm without any intention of resisting. He just pulled out the diary with one hand. Open the pen with your mouth and start taking notes.
"you are like"
Jiang Xueming frowned: "What's wrong with me?"
Ms. Duran: "You seem kind of cute."
Jiang Xueming: "I have a lover."
Dulan then shook his head: "No, no, no. I said, you look like a girl."
Jiang Xueming: "I have a female nickname, oh no, I have a sister who is almost the same age as me. We grew up together, so maybe I got a little bit used to it."
"No wonder Flavia's soul was stolen by you," Duran muttered in a low voice, his eyes full of teasing: "Listen to me and explain it to you."
This opening——
——Just half an hour passed.
Jiang Xueming first wrote and drew in a book, then found chocolate milk, and performed a laparotomy on Billy the Kid. Suddenly he realized that Teacher Wood Placker was also asleep, so he took the time to add a pair of eye masks to him.
He used the panacea to treat Billy the Kid's wounds, got the gun and the package of hallucinogens, and finally returned to Ms. Duran.
"You mean, in 2006." Jiang Xueming rubbed his temples, trying to sort out this confusing story. After all, it contained too much information. "Axing was born smoothly because of a word from FE204863? Is it because of another me? Did he say one more word in an understatement?"
Duran nodded.
"That's not okay." Jiang Xueming pursed her lips and looked embarrassed: "I can't be his father."
"No! No." Duran knocked on the table lightly: "It's not as you understand. Ayumi did go straight to VIP Room No. 14, and then had skin-to-skin contact with the guests in the cabin - the party ended here Yes, she is pregnant with Bu Liuxing."
"Aunt Bumei told me." Jiang Xueming carefully recalled the arrogant manner in which Ah Xing's mother boasted: "She said that when she was young, she was fair and beautiful, and many people liked her, and she also liked many people, so that night I drank a lot and played a lot, and I don’t remember it at all.”
Ms. Duran deadpanned: "She lied."
Jiang Xueming didn't understand: "Why did you lie to me?"
Dulan rolled his eyes: "Think about it for a second - most men say they can last for forty minutes, but the forty minutes they say is when they drive into the community and park the car in the underground garage. Let’s start counting.”
Jiang Xueming still didn't understand: "Does this matter have anything to do with the underground garage?"
Duran: "This is a metaphor! Do you understand the metaphor? A metaphor!"
Jiang Xueming: "Are the two related?"
Dulan took a deep breath: "If you treat Bumi's mother as a man, you'll probably understand."
"Oh oh oh! Oh oh oh!" Xueming had an idea and finally figured it out: "She is showing off her trophies to me."
Dulan snapped his fingers: "That's it! In 2006, this little princess's family was rich and powerful, and almost everyone surrounded her - she needed to be recognized by others, she was a woman . She needs many, many men to be her wings like the stars holding the moon."
"Then there's no need for her to be a fourteen-winged archangel right from the start, right?" Jiang Xueming's face wrinkled like an old man's: "This is too page-turning."
Duran then said: "In the universe of FE204863, no one handed Bumi that piece of toasted butter - she was really happy, and it directly caused the child in her belly to abort."
"It's terrible." Jiang Xueming covered his mouth and nose: "I can't imagine it."
Du Lan added: "In this parallel universe, you did not meet Bu Meteor. A series of changes directly led to Jiang Bailu's death."
Jiang Xueming: "Yeah"
Duran: "Just [um] for a moment?"
Jiang Xueming thought for a while and became more determined: "Yeah."
"Do you know that this FE204863, because of Bai Lu's death, has almost become two completely different people from you." Dulan said in a serious manner, describing it fiercely: "He is against the Almighty Hand, and he is against the Crazy Butterfly Sect. , opposed the station, directly injured Aohui Mingde, took away the Hongshan Stone, and ran to your world."
"He is not me." Jiang Xueming thought for a while, and then said: "He is definitely not me."
Du Lan waved his hand and said excitedly: "Whether he is you or not, do you understand now?"
"I don't understand." Jiang Xueming then asked: "Why is he so obsessed with changing the past? As you said, Jiang Xueming in other universes has nothing to do with him at all - changing me, or changing [us], to him What's the benefit? His Bai Lu and his Xiao Qi can't come back at all. His journey has reached the end and there is no way to turn back."
Du Lan cowered and clung to the seat, speaking cautiously, as if he was afraid of being heard by Sixty-three who was sleeping outside.
"He is crazy, driven crazy by the power of his soul."
Jiang Xueming: "Is it that [regret medicine]?"
Dulan looked very serious: "Yes, I heard what this big shot meant. At first I thought he didn't want Jiang Xueming in other universes to repeat the tragedy that happened to him - but later I realized that he was just a pure lunatic. , going crazy all the time.”
Jiang Xueming: "Controlled by the power of the soul?"
"He has become the puppet of [Regret Medicine]. Whether it is the mode of thinking, the synaptic structure of the brain, or specific behavioral expressions, all of this is shaped around the activation of [Regret Medicine]. All of this is just to [be happy again]" The reason I was looking for once]." Ms. Duran was uneasy, recalling Sixty-Three's ferocious and arrogant expression, recalling Sixty-Three's indifference and numbness when he used her and Flavia as tools: "Whether it's changing your life or seeking peace of mind - drug addicts only tell lies, and you can't believe anything they say. Everything is just to get drugs into the body. They are hopeless. madman!"
"Will I awaken this kind of soul power?" Jiang Xueming's heart was like water. He was not afraid, nor did he have any sense of expectation.
Instead, Dulan became anxious: "You must not have such a terrifying soul power! Young man! Once you become addicted to drugs! You will definitely be like Sixty-three, and instantly fall into this psychedelic pleasure of controlling everything. !”
Jiang Xueming: "No, I don't care."
Dulan asked in surprise: "Don't you care?"
Jiang Xueming said while writing in his diary.
"Even without it, there seems to be no change, and it's the same with it - my understanding of time should be different from Sixty-Three."
Dulan opened his mouth and kept wondering: "I can't understand what you are saying!"
"It's hard to explain. But I think your soul power should always be free from classical physics, and you should always be in the perspective of a god to observe the future world. Is that correct?" Jiang Xueming made an example in his diary. Ruler finally understood the soul power of Dulan and Sixty-Three: "Unlike you, the gravity of reality is too cruel, too strong, and too huge for me."
Jiang Xueming then made a metaphor.
"For me, there are many things that I can't necessarily do over again -"
"——I have asked myself many, many times, if I do it again, can I really beat the same opponent?"
"In front of the Kingdom of the Dead in Niflheim, there are many, many ghosts crawling back from hell, wanting to fight me for another 300 rounds, but I really don't have any confidence or courage to say that I can defeat my opponent 100%. ——Regret medicine is a kind of suffering for me."
"Even when I was seventeen years old, when I left my hometown with Bai Lu, I had been mentally prepared for a long time - there were not many good people like Brother Ye Bei in the world. If I just left like this, I would not only have to escape In a comfortable living environment, I have to say goodbye to the familiar local accent, listen to the unfamiliar Cantonese, and adapt to the dangerous big city. If I have to choose again, can I really do these things well?"
Dulan was stunned for a moment and then continued.
"What you are reversing is other people's time! Jiang Xueming, it's not what you think. You can keep your memory."
"No!" Jiang Xueming raised his index finger: "No, no, no, never! It's not as simple as you said. If he can really recover all the physical injuries, the physical essence will affect the mental essence. This is what I said in the Nine The first lesson at the border station - a person's mentality will change due to a weak body, just like when hungry or sick, the temper will inevitably not be good. If I were to use my frail body of seventeen, Facing the extremely cruel adoptive parents, maybe I will really be shaken, even if I have grown up and become old."
Dulan finally understood——
——Why is Jiang Xueming from FE33031 so much better than FE204863?
Because from beginning to end, Jiang Xueming only lives once.
"Even if I have the regret medicine, I should only use it as a trial and error tool for forging weapons." Jiang Xueming said lightly: "Humans are extremely complex animals. I can't even handle my own emotional problems. This kind of soul power , I’m afraid I will never dare to use it to deal with [people’s] own problems. Whether it is for others or for myself, I really don’t know how to use it, and I will never use it.”
"Du Lan, I have already killed Jiang Xueming who broke his promise and said [I'm sorry, brother promised something you couldn't do]. If you ask me to do it again, I'm afraid I will go crazy, but with Liu The reasons for Thirteen’s madness are different.”
"Many people believe that the world is made up of yesterday, today and tomorrow,"
Jiang Xueming grabbed Du Lan's hand. Although this action could increase Xiao Qi and Flavia's blood pressure by 300%, Xiao Qi was not here and Flavia was sleeping.
"I only deserve one of these days, today."
Dulan's spirit was greatly impacted——
"——Let's not talk about this first! The power of your soul."
She suddenly looked at the claw marks on the back of her hand, which were the marks left by [Fragrant Fantasy].
"I'm so fucking fucked. What's wrong with you kid? Can you use your mouth but not your hands?"
Everything is business as usual for Jiang Xueming——
——No change, just loosening his palms and quietly observing Duran.
"Sorry, I was offended."
Duran didn't say any nonsense——
——She knew that she had been attacked by the soul power of [Fragrant Dream], and everything in the dream was fake.
When was it? Just now?
I'm afraid Jiang Xueming himself doesn't know that Soul Power's ability is so terrifying. It can send people into dreams without knowing it. The moment of fighting, it can reveal the safe door of death for people.
Ignoring the illusion beside her, she quickly stood up and looked for the broken window cone of the fire door, preparing to perform a beheading operation on herself.
"Ms. Du Lan, what are you going to do?" Jiang Xueming stood up quickly in the illusion.
"Don't talk to me! I don't have time to talk to you!" Dulan didn't have a good temper. She found the broken window cone and smashed it down on the window. Strong wind immediately poured into the cabin and the alarm sounded.
Jiang Xueming: "This is very dangerous! Ms. Dulan."
Dulan didn't reply. He glanced at Xueming's phantom body from the corner of his eye, and immediately saw a little bit of fluorescence coming from the spirit of [Fragrant Dream].
It was a big cat with pointed ears, a steel body made of gold and silver, and a keyhole on its chest. It seemed to be aware that the owner of the dream was about to wake up, and [Fragrant Dream] could not maintain the dream, and was about to reveal its true form.
"Mother-in-law!" Big Iron Cat spoke, his voice was like that of a naughty child aged thirteen or fourteen who has not yet had his voice changed: "You want to escape from my world?"
"The feeling of weightlessness can make me wake up." Du Lan roared at Xueming's soul power: "I didn't expect you to be able to speak."
Fengfang Huanmeng hugged each other, looking like they were watching a good show.
"Do you think you can wake up by beheading or jumping off a building or falling from a height of 10,000 meters? I advise you to give up these thoughts. I will weave another dream catcher for you - throw away the nightmares and put away the sweet dreams. Keep them all, so you will never wake up again, isn't it good to live in this world?"
Dulan squinted his eyes and immediately summoned the soul power [Timeline]——
——Judging from the results of the deduction, she will be in free fall for a period of time, and what happens after she falls to the ground and dies cannot be counted.
"What would you do? SD (Sweet Dreams)?"
"I don't know, the script has to be written on the fly - the arrangement that comes from a sudden inspiration is interesting!" The big iron cat chuckled, looking very much like Mingde, "Maybe sixteen years later? Are you in a certain place?" When you wake up in the hospital, you are surrounded by people, all talking about this terrible plane crash. Your lover Flavia will never leave you, wipes your body to catch your urine, and becomes a well-educated and sensible woman. From now on, you two The couple of gods and immortals stay together forever."
"Sweet dreams!" Ms. Dulan clapped softly and kicked open the security door: "Keep making it up! SD!"
"It seems that you look down upon me. Damn it." The big iron cat frowned and curled his lips coldly.
Dulan leaned out the door and shouted to Iron Cat.
The hurricane almost blew her mouth into a big leather bag, and she couldn't speak clearly.
"You want that silly girl? Take care of me for sixteen years?! Wake up! Who is dreaming!"
After saying this——
——Dulan jumped up.
"call--"
Then she woke up.
Jiang Xueming's face was full of surprise: "Ms. Dulan? Did you fall asleep just now?"
Dulan looked around and immediately grabbed Jiang Xueming's gun.
But how could she be Xueming's opponent?
But in a moment, the cold muzzle of the gun was pointed at Dulan's head, unlocking it with the carrying safety, and could take her life away at any time.
"How long have I been asleep?" Dulan raised his hands, finally convinced that he was not in a dream.
Jiang Xueming's face became very ugly: "About... more than twenty minutes?"
Dulan was still worried. This hard-core ruthless man took out Mrs. Bai's products and threw the white hot liquid to the ceiling——
——She squeezed Xueming's gun, and Xueming instinctively pulled the trigger.
"boom--"
The gunfire illuminated the entire first-class cabin, causing the passengers to scream.
Half of Dulan's brain was blown to pieces, and under the guidance of the panacea, the mathematical logic blocks slowly grew back.
Jiang Xueming was also shocked. He had no idea that this woman would be so cruel to him——
——Perhaps this is the distinctive characteristic of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult. They play with their lives like a rope.
"It's really not a dream. I'm relieved. I'm relieved." Dulan was extremely sure: "Boy! Your soul power can make people dream!"
Jiang Xueming: "So those people and Teacher Wood were all slept with by me?"
"I fell asleep due to the influence of your soul, not because of you." Dulan asked Xueming to change the way of describing it, "That's weird to say."
Jiang Xueming: "It's really weird."
Dulan scratched her head, feeling that her skull was extremely itchy. The self-destructive behavior of her spiritual essence made her dizzy and dizzy.
"But - it has a weakness, and I found it! It will never arrange nightmares for people, such as being shot in the head by you, or me jumping directly from the plane. It will definitely try its best to make these scary scenes They will try their best to avoid people’s self-destructive desires.”
Jiang Xueming thought for a long time, and paired such a strange ability with a fist that could open doors, break roads, and crush vampires' heads.
“It’s so gentle”
(End of chapter)
